Summer Solstice
the smell of roses
on a breeze
linden too
before I leave
turns my mind
to times before
when summer days
became much more
than season changing's
blooming flowers
in daylight lasting
hours and hours
now with a waft,
a whiff, a smell
I vibrate,
a tinkling bell...
I know now
what is will be
stored away
in memory
for times to come
and then recalled
inspiring me
when I have stalled
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